Ulcers by Rodrigo Palacios | A Poem of Passion, Ecstasy, and Devotion

Oh night that joined / the lover with the beloved,

 / the beloved into the lover transformed!

—Saint John of the Cross 

Ulcers

When your flesh  burns me, that is the

 Instant in which I hear the faint spell of 

Your whisper, when your multitude’s words

Murmur the newly minted tidings of love

And despair

 At that moment, your perspiring flesh rubs against

 My skin to the point of ecstasy,

 Ulcerating my heart, causing it to bleed

Tears of joy and stupor that your tongue and

 Mine will transform, amada en el amado transformada